Growing up, I hated Sundays. It was the last day of the weekend and the last day to finish homework.

These days, it may just be my favorite day of the week.

It’s my gym-free day, laze-around-the-TV day, cook-some-yummy-food day and rest-for-one-more-day day. What’s not to love?

In Skagway, Sundays are quiet. Smoke filters out of chimneys, people walk their dogs along the vacant train tracks- the epitome of a small town.

So on this lazy Sunday, I decided to join the dog walkers, breathe in the smokey air and embrace the small-town life.

Here’s a look at my lovely town.